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Chapter 1553: Chapter 1554: Sneaking In Chapter 1553: Chapter 1554: Sneaking In “This is…” Basford’s heart tightened as he stared at the pale golden energy in Song Jian’s hands. Momentarily, a look of relief appeared on his face.

“Divine power, this is divine power, although it’s too wild and not suitable for consumption!” Basford shook his head and said, “This must be the core of the formation, providing power for the entire array to operate. Unfortunately, it’s almost depleted, with only so little left!”

For every deity-level powerhouse, divine power is extremely precious; it can increase one’s own divine power storage limit and enhance cultivation and strength. However, wild divine power does not work that way. Although it is also untamed divine power, the energy is too chaotic, and just organizing this mass of divine power would consume a great deal of time and effort. For demi-god level and deity-level powerhouses, it’s simply not worth it. It would be more efficient to condense their own divine power—in the same amount of time, condensing is much more efficient than organizing.

“For you, though, this is a good thing; you can try to organize and absorb this mass of divine power, it will definitely benefit your advancement to demi-god level!” Basford glanced at Song Jian and said.

Organizing this wild and chaotic divine power might be a loss for demi-god level and deity-level powerhouses, but for a pinnacle powerhouse of the Legendary Realm, it represents a shortcut to quickly comprehending divine power. As Song Jian organizes this mass of divine power, his understanding of it will deepen; this is an improvement from nothing to something. Moreover, after organizing the divine power, Song Jian can also absorb it to increase his strength, which can be described as killing several birds with one stone.

Basford spoke, and naturally, Song Jian understood. He smiled faintly and collected the pale golden energy into his inventory. The formation had been broken by him, so naturally, the spoils of war belonged to him.

“What a lucky guy!” Basford thought to himself.